Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 534: War! War! War!

"For Sanglong!"

The deafening roar mixed with blood and murderous aura rose into the sky, turning into sharp blades that shattered the clouds in the sky.

On the earth, two fronts like tides approached each other, and finally collided with a loud bang amid the roars of the soldiers.

Boom!
The earth trembled, and the soldiers of the Sanglong Empire and the fanatical Old Ones vented their power towards each other without reservation.

With just one charge, a large amount of blood mist instantly spread across the battlefield.

At the back of the battlefield, Garnard stood with a dark-skinned man, gazing at the brutal and bloody fight in the distance.

"Is it really meaningful for us to start a decisive battle like this?" Azodolf asked with some doubts without turning his head.

Garnard also gazed into the distance and spoke slowly, "If we do this before that person appears, it will only accelerate the demise of the empire and be meaningless.

But now, everything is different.

If we don’t seize the opportunity now, then what awaits us is certain destruction.”

Having said that, Garnard glanced at his comrade beside him and continued, "As the commander of the fortress, you know the methods of those guys best.

If we continue to waste our energy, we won't have any chance of winning."

"Maybe you are right. Everything is for the continuation of the world."

Azodolf sighed and said, "Ganard, do you think the old Pope will appear here?"

"I don't know, but this method is the most likely way to lure him out."

After Garnard finished speaking, he drew his thick-backed sword and pointed at the distant battlefield. He said in a deep voice, "It's our turn to take action. We must hold off those Twilight Bishops. Only then can we lure the Pope out."

The same scene was happening simultaneously in the empire's last thirteen fortresses.

On the third day after Gao Yang arrived at the imperial capital of Sanglong, the Sanglong army brazenly launched the final decisive battle against the Old Gods Cult.

At this moment, the thirteen fortresses guarding the remaining territory of the Sanglong Empire have been completely engulfed in war.

All the warriors knew that they were fighting for the continuation of the world. That brilliant will even made the plane consciousness, which had fallen into a semi-crazy state, a little sober.

On the battlefield, in addition to the warriors of the Sanglong Empire fighting bloody battles, the priests of the Church of Life and the mages of the Mage Alliance are also exerting their respective strengths in this war.

At every moment, one can see the brightly burning holy light of life on the battlefield, and hear those devout priests holding up doctrines and wielding flails to completely purify those tentacle-covered old believers.

And the magic that madly slaughtered the old believers on the battlefield.

As for Gao Yang, he was sitting quietly in the headquarters of the Mage Alliance.

Next to him was an empty black wooden box.

As for the two star power gems given to him by His Majesty the King of the Sanglong Empire, they had been completely absorbed by him.

Whether it is perception or intelligence attributes, Gao Yang accepts all of them.

Because if he wants to be promoted to legend, in addition to the three attributes of strength, agility and body reaching 19 points, the other attributes must also reach points.

Moreover, the improvements in these attributes are not just improvements on paper.

Gao Yang could clearly feel that his thinking speed was a little faster, and his perception of his surroundings and himself was clearer.

It was already his seventh day in the Sanglong World, and the decisive battle had already begun for two days, but there was still no news of the Old Pope appearing on the battlefield. Gao Yang was not anxious. According to the agreement, when the Old Pope appeared, he would use the Sanglong Empire's most powerful means of transportation to immediately reach the Old Pope's location and engage in battle.

Before that, he won't take action.

Each world has its own destiny. He is not a saint, nor does he have the ability of a saint. All he can do is try his best to save these planes.

Except for one thing, of course.

As the heavy wooden door was knocked, a mage apprentice stood outside.

"Sir Gao Yang, the entire Kordo Scott clan you requested has been apprehended. Would you like to go and see them now?"

Gao Yang stood up, looked at the mage apprentice at the door, and nodded slightly.

"Please come with me."

After seeing Gao Yang's actions, the mage apprentice took the initiative to lead the way.

Half an hour later, Gao Yang, led by a mage apprentice, appeared in the prison of the Mage Alliance headquarters.

After entering this dark and damp prison, Gao Yang soon arrived outside the prison where Cordo Scott was imprisoned.

Cordo Scott lay in a miserable state on the dark prison floor. His once aristocratic temperament was gone, and his lifeless eyes stared straight at the ceiling.

The moment he was caught, Cordo Scott knew his life was over.

Not only him, but also his parents, wife, children, brothers and sisters were all about to die because of his momentary lapse of judgment.

When the noise outside the prison reached his ears, he suddenly got up from the ground, crawled on his knees to the iron fence, and looked up at the excessively young man standing outside the iron fence.

The surprise in his eyes was only a flash, and Kordo Scott kowtowed to Gao Yang frantically, begging while kowtowing:

"Sir, please, have mercy on me. I know I deserve to die, but my parents and my clansmen are innocent. I hope you won't vent your anger on them."

Looking down at Cordo Scott, who was only separated by an iron fence, Gao Yang's eyes did not show even a trace of fluctuation.

"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"

Gao Yang signaled to the mage apprentice beside him to open the prison door, and then walked into the prison under the puzzled gaze of Kaldo Scott.

"All you hold onto is a glimmer of hope and a blind confidence in your own power. You despise life and take everything for granted.

Whether you admit it or not, your heart already distinguishes you from those soldiers who died on the battlefield."

Gao Yang stood in front of Kordo Scott, and Yongyao appeared in his hand.

"You tried to save your son, so he would be the first to die in front of you, for all the dead warriors of the Fran Fortress."

The mage apprentice outside the prison was very observant. When Gao Yang finished speaking, he had already opened a prison and captured a young man.

"No, please, have mercy on him, he is still young, just a child." Cordo Scott stood in front of the young man and kept begging.

A strong murderous intent flashed in Gao Yang's eyes, and the terrifying murderous aura made the two people in the prison stiffen as if they fell into an ice cave.

"Sure enough, talking even one more word to a beast like you is a waste of my time."

Gao Yang's voice was terribly cold. The moment he finished speaking, a flash of sword light beheaded the young man in Kordo Scott's arms.

(End of this chapter)